I left Rome yesterday after two weeks in Alberobello. The difference was profound between the sweet small town and what is still my favorite city in the world. In Travestere the pauso Pranzo was not as evident as in Alberobello and Bari. In Trani we missed Sunday lunch and were totally out of luck , stuck in a creepy bar for espresso and prepackaged snacks until evening. .
As far as table for the night, still evident off season in Alberobello and Bari.
The part i hated the most in Rome were the selfie mobs in front of certain restaurants.
My room hotel had a door that opened via an email link. There were no lemoncellos or biscotti offered post meals and very few sweet interactions in Rome unlike the whole of Puglia where everyone wants a little chat.
Soooo Erik.....I know how you think and feel about the after-dinner cordial!!! One of my favorite hotels in Italy: Il San Pietro...their complimentary after-dinner Limoncello is amazing. They are always so generous with it, I have trouble getting out of bed the next day!!!! 🤣❤️ I can hardly wait to get back there...the staff, including Lorenzo, is also fabulous!!!
Brilliant piece of writing— not just about Italy but about life. It feels like we are losing so many of the elements that establish a quality of life at an ever accelerating pace, but maybe it always felt like that. Probably the weirdos that were our parents and grandparents felt the same. Have to say, one thing I love about Le Marche is that it’s the land that time forgot. I guess I’m at the age where that’s a plus, not a minus.
I left Rome yesterday after two weeks in Alberobello. The difference was profound between the sweet small town and what is still my favorite city in the world. In Travestere the pauso Pranzo was not as evident as in Alberobello and Bari. In Trani we missed Sunday lunch and were totally out of luck , stuck in a creepy bar for espresso and prepackaged snacks until evening. .
As far as table for the night, still evident off season in Alberobello and Bari.
The part i hated the most in Rome were the selfie mobs in front of certain restaurants.
My room hotel had a door that opened via an email link. There were no lemoncellos or biscotti offered post meals and very few sweet interactions in Rome unlike the whole of Puglia where everyone wants a little chat.
Soooo Erik.....I know how you think and feel about the after-dinner cordial!!! One of my favorite hotels in Italy: Il San Pietro...their complimentary after-dinner Limoncello is amazing. They are always so generous with it, I have trouble getting out of bed the next day!!!! 🤣❤️ I can hardly wait to get back there...the staff, including Lorenzo, is also fabulous!!!
Brilliant piece of writing— not just about Italy but about life. It feels like we are losing so many of the elements that establish a quality of life at an ever accelerating pace, but maybe it always felt like that. Probably the weirdos that were our parents and grandparents felt the same. Have to say, one thing I love about Le Marche is that it’s the land that time forgot. I guess I’m at the age where that’s a plus, not a minus.